Goodies and trinkets and rumpets and bobs!

[stayb100ponyboy]

Who: Equius Zahhak and Gamzee Makara, with possible guest appearances by Darkleer
Location: The Hive of Inappropriate Touching and Hugs
Time: Backdated to Christmas morning
Style: STRONG and cLoWnY
Status: Closed

[Equius has been in Vatheon long enough to know that when the locals insist on you doing something, it's best to just listen and do what they say. So he dutifully hung up a stocking (a long, pin-striped one), although he's still not quite sure why, and made out with his matesprit under some mistletoe, and found some gifts for his friends. Then he curled up in bed like normal and went to sleep.]

[Which he still would be--asleep, that is--were it not for the sudden introduction of a heavy, feathery butt on his head and loud, excited kwehing in his ear. It seems the chocobos are awake and worked up about something.]

Comments

[stayb100ponyboy]

Heh... no, I just made some juggling clubs.

[Equius leans in for a kiss.]

They're not miracles until you start using them.

[420]

Nah. I mean, fuck, how did you even all went to getting this things to get to lighting up like that? Miracles is what it is.

[No time for kisses, there are miracles afoot here, Equius!]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[There's always time for kisses, even if it's just on the cheek!]

Centrifugal force. Basically, the battery for the lights inside is powered by the action of throwing them up in the air. I specifically calibrated them so they'd only light up when being tossed and juggled. If you just threw one across the lawn, it wouldn't do anything.

[420]

[Gamzee's brows draw a little, before he presses his fingers against Equius' mouth.]

No, fuck that noise. Miracles.

[stayb100ponyboy]

Heh... okay.

[Equius smiles around the finger on his lips.]

Miracles.

[420]

Exactly. Now you all got it.

[Gamzee pulls away his fingers, replacing them with his lips.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[And kissing Gamzee will always be Equius' favorite miracle.]

[420]

[Good. It is Gamzee's as well.

Dropping the club to his lap, he reaches up to wind his arm loosely around Equius' neck instead, leaning into the kiss with a low, content purr.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius leans right back, enjoying the feel and taste of Gamzee on his lips. This is lovely, exactly what he wanted this morning, and he can feel the slippery metal of the necklace with Gamzee's sign against his skin.]

Maybe... maybe we should go inside?

[420]

Hmm? Sure.

[Gamzee reaches for all the clubs, captchalogueing them together on one card in his sylladex. These babies are getting nowhere near his strife deck.]

Wanna leave Darkleer here?

[stayb100ponyboy]

[As if on cue, Darkleer warks loudly and goes charging across the yard, intent on catching something only he and his little chocobo brain can see.]

Definitely.

[Equius stands up, his lips still tingling from Gamzee's kiss, and offers a hand.]

[420]

[Gamzee grabs his hand, using it to pull himself upright --seriously, like pulling himself up by a rock ledge-- leaning into his body.]

Aight. Seems like our lil featherbro is all amusing his wicked self anyway.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[That he is; Darkleer is currently hard at work tearing up one of the flower beds and letting the whole neighborhood know he's doing so at the top of his voice.]

[Equius shivers, just a little, as Gamzee leans against him.]

Maybe... maybe we could... go watch some movies or something?

[And by "watch movies," Equius means "make out on the couch."]

i just want you to know i nearly typed darkleer instead of equius. this dilf is killing me.

[420]

[What a coincidence; Gamzee loves watching movies on the couch.

By which we mean watching motion pictures depicting certain fictional events while seated on a comfortable piece of furniture.

But he also enjoys sticking his tongue down Equius's throat.]

Whatever you all want. Maybe one of your new ones?

incest taboo, you say? what is that?

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Well, Equius was trying to be subtle with his depiction of forecoming events, gosh!]

Mmmmm... no, not one of the new ones.

[He actually wants to watch those!]

How about one of your movies?

let him call you daddy.

[420]

Sure, if that is what gets your glad on.

[Gamzee is cool with anything. His mind sometimes wanders anyway, only returning once the movie is close to ending.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

All right, good.

[Not that Equius has any intention of watching the movie. Most of the time, it's Gamzee who makes the first move in their makeout sessions on the couch. Today, it's pretty much all Equius can do to keep from making out with him right now, on the back porch.]

Shall we, then?

[He heads inside, making a beeline for the couch.]

is it terrible that I want Darkleer to catch them later on?

[420]

[and hey, that is fine with Gamzee. The miracle of DVDs is that you can just start them all over again if you end up getting a little too hot and heavy during.

While Equius plants himself on the couch, Gamzee goes to paw through the stack of DVDs. It takes him only a few moments to select one and start it up, grabbing the remote, as he makes his way over to plop down onto the couch next to Equius.]

There we go.

I thought that was the plan all along...

[stayb100ponyboy]

[And once they're both deposited on the couch, Equius doesn't even pretend to watch the movie, instead leaning right in for some serious sloppy makeouts. He's feeling very happy and very loved right now, and that is destroying his cool highblood persona; all he wants is some affection and physical expression of how very, very happy he's feeling.]

IT IS NOW

[420]

[Oh! Sloppy make-outs!

Gamzee tosses the remote over his shoulder, immediately leaning into the kiss. He's a little surprised, he can't lie! Equius is not usually this forward, but it is not a bad thing. slinging one arm around his shoulders, he pulls himself closer, his other hand resting against Equius' chest, against the necklace he can feel through his tank top.]

AWWWW YEAH

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius kisses Gamzee back enthusiastically, putting his arms up and around him as best he can, even though he ends up gripping his own forearms to keep his hands busy. He just loves kissing his matesprit so much, and even though they've just begun, the way Gamzee is touching his chest makes him think of Halloween, and what they'd done in that hallway, and he moans a little and breaks a fresh sweat.]

[420]

[Gamzee doesn't even notice the sweat anymore. Equius is nearly always kinda damp, but growing up on a beach, he was used to wet. He shivers a little at the soft moan, tilting his head to press into the kiss a bit better, deepening it. His eyes slide shut, a soft, content sound rumbling in his chest as he curls his fingers on the fabric of Equius' shirt, gripping it.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius hums quietly, trying to shift around enough to coax Gamzee into his lap. He suddenly really wants to feel Gamzee's thighs pressed down on either side of his, the comforting weight of his matesprit on his lap, and those hands on his chest.]

[420]

[Gamzee responds to the coaxing, sliding onto Equius' lap. His legs call to either side of him, bent at the knee as he leans close. His mouth slides languidly against Equius', one hand still resting against his chest while he lifts the other to play idly with his hair.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[And damned if Equius isn't practically purring already, arching his back forward to push his chest into Gamzee's hand. He's not quite sure how this works out, that they always end up having crazy, intense makeout sessions on human holidays, but he's not complaining. At this point, he's going to become a devout Humanist, just to celebrate all their holidays.]